4:00 a.m.
Dazai's phone rings. As always, it's Chuuya, and, as always, Dazai doesn't answer.
However, for the first time, Chuuya texts him other things than insults.
Chuuya : isk wjere I am'
*idk
*wherz
*whetz
Fuck this.
Chuuya corrects his spelling mistake, but Dazai didn't need it. He always knows what Chuuya means, even with his poor spelling.
Dazai : Are you drunk Chuuya ?
Chuuya : I'm nit drunj
Drank
Deunk
Dazai : where are you ?
Chuuya : idk.
Dazai sighs. Chuuya tries to call him again. And again. And again. Dazai still doesn't answer.
Chuuya : Pickz up youre goddamn phonz aszhole
Dazai : Why ??
Chuuya : Just answer you bitgh
Dazai : No I won't ! You're drunk !
Chuuya : Okay, maybz a lirtlz
Pick up anywayz
Dazai : No !
Why do you only call me when you're drunk ??
Chuuya : Ah
I fogrot
Dazai : ?
Chuuya : Wjy do we nevzr try to maka yhings work ?
For the first time, Dazai didn't understood. But not what Chuuya said, he understood it perfectly, he didn't understood what he meant.
Dazai : What do you mean ?
Chuuya : Like, betwezn us.
Dazai : you'd like things to work between us ?
Ten minutes passes
Dazai : Chuuya ?
The next morning.
Chuuya wakes up with a headache. He takes a medication and calls Mori for a day off. Then he checks the messages he sent to Dazai last night.
Chuuya : He actually answered ??? Oh shit. This bitch is gonna think I need him.
Dazai sees that he's online.
Dazai : Chuuya. I know you're online.
Chuuya : What ?
Dazai : Why do you only call me when you're drunk ?
Chuuya : As if you were gonna answer me anyway.
Dazai writes something, and then deletes it. He writes it again, and hesitates. He finally sends it.
Dazai : I would.
Chuuya : You won't
Dazai : Why do you think I won't ?
Chuuya : Idk
You're mad at me
Dazai : I'm not ?
Chuuya lefts him on read for two hours.
Dazai : You know what ?
I want to fix this.
Chuuya : Tf you're talking about ?
Dazai : We were such a good duo back in our teenage years.
Chuuya : So ?
Dazai : I want to regain this complicity.
Where are you ?
Did you showered ?
Are you in a hangover ?
Chuuya : I'm at my house
🖕
OF COURSE ASSHOLE.
Dazai : I'll pick you up tonight
Chuuya : Are you sick ?
You must be.
Dazai : No. I'll pick you up, and we're gonna go to the arcades, like we used to do as kids.
Chuuya : You're stupid
It won't work, when can't be like we were when we were 15.
Dazai : Might be selfish, but I want this to work
Chuuya : Same.
Dazai : Are you in ?
Chuuya : Dazai, we can't do that.
Dazai : Why not ?
Chuuya : We're toxic for each other, and you know that.
Dazai : Of course I know.
But we never tried to fix this.
I just ask you to give it a try
Chuuya : I don't want to be the only one who makes effort Dazai. You have to promise you'll make effort too.
Dazai : I promise.
Chuuya : Idk.
You'll end up choosing someone else over me, you always do.
Dazai : Chuuya, you're my first choice. I'm sorry that I didn't put you first before. I was blind and I didn't deserved you.
You're the only who shine in my eyes.
Chuuya : I don't know if I can trust you.
Dazai : You can, I swear you can. I've changed, for the best.
So, are you in ? Will you come to the arcade with me, like when we were teenagers ?
Chuuya : Deal.
8 p.m. Don't be late.
Dazai : I won't.
Chuuya : I know you're gonna be late stupid waste of bandages.
Dazai : >:O ! Meanie !
See you at 8 p.m. slug !
Chuuya : See you mackerel.
YOU ARE READING
Time to fix things
FanfictionDazai and Chuuya aren't lovers anymore. They're not even friends. The only way they have to "communicate" is when Chuuya texts him, drunk and alone. But the exes are still head over heels in love with each other, and want to get back together.
